The heroine forced me to fall in love with money

——I want to make a date with you.

The moment Su Jin saw that sentence, his face darkened.

It turns out that this is the big thing that I insisted on adding her WeChat, and I was so anxious to wait online.

Zhou Ying, you can do it.

Su Jin frowned, opened Zhou Ying's personal homepage with her slender fingers, and chose to delete friends without hesitation.

The night sky tonight is beautiful, with large swathes of stars twinkling in the sky, seeming to light up the night around me.

Su Jin stared at the starry sky for a while, and found a quiet small bench to sit down after a while, threw the phone aside casually, took out the guitar behind her and hugged it in her arms again.

There are still some details left in the song I wrote before, and Su Jin was stuck for a few days and couldn't finish it. In fact, to put it bluntly, it was because the last bit of inspiration was still missing.

Su Jin sighed, put her hands on the strings and played a few times unconsciously, staring at the starry sky full of thoughts.

After looking at it for a while, the mobile phone she had left aside rang again.

Su Jin looked sideways slightly, and saw the friend request popping up on the interface.

——Zhou Ying requests to add you as a friend.

This is really the first time Su Jin has seen a president who will be so persistent in chasing after people for sex.

Su Jin frowned, picked up her mobile phone and tapped to refuse, showing no sympathy for this person.

Unexpectedly, the second after she clicked reject, another new application popped up, and this time, a note was added below, and it was Zhou Ying who explained to her in a panic: "I made a typo! I didn't want to make an appointment with you, Pao, I wanted to make an appointment with you!"

There is even a crying emoticon at the back, and it feels a little pathetic no matter how you read it when you eat it with that sentence.

"What's the appointment?" Su Jin didn't rush to add her, but just went back in the remarks column, "What tricks do you want to do?"

"I didn't play tricks." The message quickly replied, "You can add me, I will explain it to you in WeChat, really, really."

It seems that they are in a hurry.

Su Jin stared at the pitiful "really really" for a while, and after a while, the corners of her mouth curled up for no reason.

Although this person is very hateful, it seems... there is still a little bit of cuteness.

Thinking of this, Su Jin finally pressed the agree button.

……

Jiang Zhinan stared at the screen intently, feeling like his heart was about to stop beating.

In just a few minutes, she felt like she was on a roller coaster, her mood fluctuated up and down, from the joy of Su Jin agreeing with her at the beginning to the embarrassment after discovering her typo, to the embarrassment after being deleted by Su Jin, And... Su Jin's surprise and joy when she added her again.

Su Jin took the initiative to send a sentence: "Speak."

Even one word more than the previous reply.

Jiang Zhinan took a deep breath, and was thinking about how to ask her opinion when she suddenly sent another message——

What photo, are you serious?

"Serious, absolutely serious." Jiang Zhinan quickly replied.

"How serious is it?" Su Jin over there asked again.

Jiang Zhinan sighed, thinking that it would be too late to go to the little girl's circle of friends to look for photos, so he turned on the camera, and casually took a picture of the tall building standing outside under the starry sky.

Probably because Mr. Zhou's mobile phone is better, or because she just clicked so casually just in time, Jiang Zhinan found that this photo looks exceptionally good.

Without hesitation, she quickly sent the photo to Su Jin, and attached a sentence of explanation: It is as serious as this photo looks.

After the words were sent out, there was no reply for a long time.

Jiang Zhinan wanted to cry immediately, and he clicked and enlarged the photo several times back and forth, trying to see if he happened to have photographed something bad, causing Su Jin to misunderstand her again.

Because it was taken casually, the photo looks a little blurry, and suddenly it looks a little blurry, but it is just right, with a somewhat dreamlike feeling.

As far as the eye can see, it is a block of buildings, which rise and fall in an orderly manner, half of which are immersed in darkness, and half of which are stained with those messy lights.

There is a boundless darkness below, and there are a few street lamps dotted everywhere in the field of vision. Fragmentary light hits down, and circles one after another light and shadow on the ground, gorgeous and silent.

Further up is the starry sky. The stars are very bright, like sugar sprinkles sprinkled by God. Although they are small, they are enough to light up every child's dream.

Such photos are very serious and beautiful.

After carefully reading it several times, Jiang Zhinan came to such a conclusion.

I don't know which point touched Su Jin's nerves again.

Jiang Zhinan sighed, thinking that Su Jin might not reply to her again, so he sat up and planned to take a shower and go straight to sleep.

But before she had time to put down the phone, a message suddenly popped up on the interface.

It turned out to be a more than one minute audio, followed by two words - listen.

I don't know what it is.

Jiang Zhinan turned on the audio casually, and suddenly a soft and quiet guitar sound rang out, breaking into her eardrums and mind unsuspectingly.

Very light, very light, and a little cold, like a rose blooming in a cage, beautiful and fragrant, but with thorns and poison.

Jiang Zhinan had never heard such a melody.

She was a little dazed, even holding her breath unconsciously, and just sat there motionless and listened.

A moment later... Su Jin's voice was heard along with the music.

When listening to it again this time, the inaccessible cold seems to have been washed away, or it is still there, but it is just hiding in the darkness, only showing you the side with light.

Jiang Zhinan couldn't hear it, but it didn't prevent her from judging the song.

It's really nice.

"Did you write it yourself?" After listening to the song, Jiang Zhinan sent a message back to Su Jin, "It sounds good."

"Yes." Su Jin replied.

"Is it because...the photo I just sent you gave you inspiration?" Jiang Zhinan continued to ask, his tone was obviously tentative.

This time Su Jin didn't answer any more, she just said that she was going home, so I'll talk about it next time.

Jiang Zhinan saw that she was leaving, so he quickly mentioned the photo to her and asked her if she wanted to go.

--maybe.

After a while, a message came back from there.

……

Jiang Zhinan woke up early the next day, and went to see the little girl after cleaning up.

The little girl's name is Wang Xiran. Although she looks like a cute girl, she has a cool energy about her, and she is straightforward in everything she does.

Jiang Zhinan casually poured her a cup of tea, then took out the brochure he was carrying, talked about production, packaging, performance, and told the little girl about the advantages of cooperating with him from many aspects.

Wang Xiran listened very carefully throughout the whole process, and the questions he raised were also very specific. The two discussed for more than an hour, and finally settled on the contract.

"Happy cooperation." Jiang Zhinan stood up and stretched out his hand to her, with crooked eyes and a smile on his lips.

"Happy cooperation." Wang Xiran held her hand, glanced at her face, and asked suddenly after a while, "Mr. Zhou, has anyone told you that you actually look pretty when you smile?"

"No." Jiang Zhinan shook his head, and accepted her praise generously, "Thank you."

Wang Xiran nodded, without saying anything, the two left the conference room and walked out together, got into the car and prepared to go to dinner.

The factory was built in the development zone, not far from the city center. The two had nothing to do after getting in the car, so they started talking casually again.

But this time the conversation was no longer about work, but all kinds of trivial matters, ranging from national news to a telephone pole on the side of the road.

Jiang Zhinan had something to ask her, so he subtly started to attract Wang Xiran's side job, and chatted with her about the photo.

"In fact, not everyone can take pictures." Wang Xiran was obviously also willing to chat with her about this. "Aside from being good-looking, this person must have a temperament."

"It can be gentle, sexy, or cool, decadent, rebellious..." Wang Xiran said, "At least there must be something inside, so that it will look good when presented, or even the best equipment is the best. Costume props will also knock him back to his original shape."

"That's right." Jiang Zhinan nodded in response, actually not knowing much about such professional questions.

"For example, Mr. Zhou, if you come to my place to take pictures, you will definitely take beautiful pictures." Wang Xiran said, and his eyes shifted to her face again, "Mr. Zhou is originally good-looking and has a good temperament. Looks better."

The small mouth seemed to be smeared with honey.

Jiang Zhinan smiled and said that he was not good enough, but there was a friend who could introduce her to her.

"Who is it?" Wang Xiran asked.

……

Su Jin went to the city center this morning.

The stereo at home was broken, and she was too busy to fix it, so she put it off for half a month and didn't remember it until today, so she came to fix it.

The uncle who repaired the stereo was a very straightforward person. After accepting the stereo, he quoted a price to her, told her to come back to pick it up in three days, and then let her go.

It's not too late now, and Su Jin has nothing urgent to do for the time being, so she walks slower than usual, watching the scenery along the road while walking.

After walking forward for a while, when she was about to cross the road, she suddenly saw a familiar figure flashing past her eyes.

It turned out to be Zhou Ying.

Su Jin was a little surprised, she didn't expect to see her all the time these days.

But this time Zhou Ying was no longer accompanied by the two useless bodyguards, but a woman, and the two of them were sitting in the car and flashed past her eyes quickly, leaving no afterimage .

However, Su Jin's sharp eyes still remembered the woman's appearance.

She is completely different from her, with a cute face, brown hair, big eyes, apple muscles, and collagen all over her face.

Have you changed your taste, President Zhou?

Su Jin pursed her lips slightly, and gradually quickened her pace.

After a while, he took out his phone again, clicked on the WeChat interface and selected Zhou Ying's interface, ready to delete it.

Before deleting, she also saw Zhou Ying's new post, which was the photo she sent to herself yesterday, with two words: Fanxing.

It's spring water.

Su Jin frowned and raised her hand to delete.

But it didn't work, because in the next second, she saw that the car that was flying past her just now came back suddenly and stopped in front of her.

Immediately afterwards Zhou Ying came down, even with a smile on her face, she turned her head and said to the woman behind her in surprise, "It's her."

Su Jin: "..." Who is it?